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rosario-bueno
rosario-bueno
I'm no good with specifics. / All I know is keep writing.
All this time I never stopped myself. I never thought "Is there something wrong with this?" Friendships come and go don't they? What's so different about this one. Because there was no closure, no answers. But I'm tired of this game, whatever game it is. I might have been the only one who felt this way, who cared too much. I might have even thought this was a story in some book and we were the protagonists. I think I read too much. Maybe watch too many movies and shows. But this is life. I should have moved on. It'll be nice if things become clear one day, I'll be around. But I won't be running after you anymore.
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Feb 10, 2014
Feb 10, 2014 at 11:43 PM UTC
Goodbye or maybe just talk to you later
I'm crying Why? Because I think I hate you now
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Jan 26, 2014
Jan 26, 2014 at 1:31 AM UTC
Untitled
"Maybe if you weren't the way you are, these things wouldn't happen to you." Guess who said that. Would you believe it was my mother? In a time so dark, my life spiraling downwards. Did she mean it was my fault? I was the cause of my own misery? I made people say awful things to me? If it was so easy to change, don't you think anyone would? Did you truly believe people are just stubborn enough to put up with pain? I never knew love was so wrong.
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Jan 8, 2014
Jan 8, 2014 at 12:33 AM UTC
Apparently It Was Me
Can we go back Just two little girls Be my best friend again
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Jan 4, 2014
Jan 4, 2014 at 1:20 PM UTC
Once Again
I'm done calling people friends They'll only act for their companions I'm sick and tired of it Thinking we're your great buddies Laugh at your pals But you won't out yourself Get off my back That's it I'm done Go back to being fake, kid I bet you didn't think we'd walk Where are you now? Without us there We have each other You have no one else
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Nov 22, 2013
Nov 22, 2013 at 11:18 PM UTC
What friends?
Last night  I broke apart Last night he saw The rush of memories were simply too much Last night I let you back in Last night I couldn't stop any of it Yet he stayed quiet as I sobbed, letting my words sink in Last night I cursed myself Last night for the first time in a long while, I let my frustration out Repeating three words, "I miss her"
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Nov 14, 2013
Nov 14, 2013 at 11:30 PM UTC
Last ******* Night